Chapter 41: The Date 3
(Noir POV)
The sun was still fairly high in the sky when we left the theater. The path was still littered with people going in and out of shops. I recognized a few of them as students from the academy.
"Now then, I have two options for dinner." We took a few steps outside of the theater before I spoke.
"I have reservations at a nearby restaurant, it's supposed to be the best of the best when it comes to Noble cuisine. Or, if you'd rather dinner on my island, I'll make anything you want." Nanoseconds after I finished Angie responded instantly.
"That one, your island." Her eyes shone like the brightest star.
"That was quick, I mean I expected it but geez," I responded teasingly.
"I'd never give up a chance to have you cook for me." She looked so eager when she spoke those words, if I were in the original game, no way in hell would I not have already had my affection stat maxed out by just that.
"Okay then, and what do you want to eat." I progressed her choice so as to not act upon my impulse of taking her lips.
…
We continued to walk until we found an empty alleyway.
"N-Noir." Angie was blushing, very clearly mistaking my intentions of taking her here.
"What, are you not ready?" I decided to tease her a bit as I took her hand and pulled her in closer.
"Ready!… h-here?" Her face grew redder as I snaked my arm around her waist.
"This is the best place to do it," I responded again before mentally going to work, expending a bit of LP.
"I-if that's what you want." She said, her eyes closing, and her face becoming even redder.
Right as she did so, a white light overcame the alleyway and we disappeared.
"W-what?" Angie said, confused when she opened her eyes to see the familiar scenery of my island. "Huh?"
"What? I was just looking for a hidden place to teleport." With a sly grin, I said opening the gate that led to my house.
"You…" Angie said through gritted teeth, her face still dyed red.
"Sorry, were you expecting something else?"
"NOO!" She shouted before scurrying to the now open gate.
Closing the gate behind us, I chuckled to myself before turning around to follow after her inside.
To my surprise though, Angie was standing right in front of me. She wrapped her arms around my waist, pulling me down and simultaneously standing on her tippy toes so she could reach my face.
Her eyes closed and mine subconsciously did as well, our lips met in a sweet kiss. It barely lasted a second before she pulled away and turned around to walk to the house.
"Definitely not!" She shouted before disappearing into the house.
…
I told Angie to wait in the living room while I cooked the food and set up the dining room. She snuck in once or twice just to kind of linger around.
Eventually, the food went in the oven, giving me time to go set up the dining room. I left the lights in the room off, instead lighting a few candles here and there.
I put on a red tablecloth and threw on some white flower petals. I set up the silverware on the linen napkins before moving on to order some of my helpers to play some classical music.
I finished right when the oven went off, bringing the food out and carefully arranging it on the table.
I had no experience when it came to things like this but I was damn proud of my handiwork.
…
I held Angie by her hand and guided her to the dining room. There was an audible sharp intake of breath when she walked in. It seemed my efforts didn't go unrewarded.
Pulling her chair out, I waited until she say before I asked, "Well?"
"This, this is amazing Noir. I love it." Her eyes were kind of moist as she looked around in awe.
Instead of words, I responded with a quick peck on her lips before I went to my own seat.
The girl was all smiles throughout the entire meal as we discussed a wide range of things, from the play we just went to, to the academy and our mutual dislike for certain aspects of it.
[Master, the ideal time has been met.] A voice I recognized as Luxion whispered from the side just as we were taking the last bites of our food.
"Do you have room for dessert?" I asked when both our plates were void of food.
"Mhm." Angie beamed, her mood was over the moon.
Standing up, I pulled out her chair and took her hand. We walked side by side until we reached the backyard. The stars were shining brightly, enough so that even without any artificial light the field of grass was well illuminated.
"The sky looks so gorgeous," Angie said as she stared into the infinite depths of space.
"If you think so, then you're going to love this," I said, excited myself as I laid out all the things my helpers prepared.
A simple quilt a basket of various desserts, and the most important part of the upcoming evening, a metallic telescope.
"Noir, what's this?" Angie asked in puzzlement.
"It's called a telescope, it's used to get a closer look at distant objects, come I'll show you something." I was sure she didn't entirely understand so I ushered her closer.
Looking into the small lenses, I adjusted the telescope until the moon popped into my vision, its shining grace seeming close enough to touch. It was curious how similar this world was to my past, even the orientation of the planets was the same, though it seemed this moon was a lot closer to Earth.
Moving my head, I gave Angie the room to peak into the lenses as I did. "Is that… THE MOON?!" She shouted in awe.
Needless to say, the first few minutes were spent with me answering her questions. Eventually though, as the vastness of space tended to do, we calmed down.
We took turns peering into the telescope, observing various planets and stars at least those that could be seen at the moment.
When it was yet again my turn, I felt a weight rest upon my shoulder. Taking my attention off the telescope I looked at Angie.
"I don't think I've ever been this happy or fulfilled before, it's almost overwhelming," Angie spoke softly as she leaned deeper into me.
"Then I've succeeded in my plan. Operation make Angie addicted to me." I joked as I draped an arm over her.
She laughed in amusement as she leaned deeper into me. "Seriously, being with you is so… intoxicating, it's kind of worrying actually."
"How so?"
"I'm worried some wenches will try to snatch you away." She said in a serious tone. "Hmm, maybe it would be better if me and Livia locked you away."
"Haha, what a funny joke," I said kinda fearfully, we were entering dangerous territory.
"Yes, a joke," Angie said with a completely nonthreatening smile. This girl was scary.
"…Well, I don't have the best reputation you know, I don't think that will be an issue."
"Hmm, I wonder." She said cryptically.
Deciding to move away from this dangerous subject, I asked, "What about you? I'm sure there are those who would love to take you for themselves."
"That wouldn't happen." Her reply was immediate and straight-faced. "I would shut them down instantly, and if they try to force me, I'm sure you will be there to save me."
"You're quite confident in me huh?"
She moved her head off my shoulder, staring into my eyes, "Absolutely, 100 percent." She nodded.
God this girl was cute. She got what was coming to her next as before she knew it, she was laid flat on the ground.
"Maybe I should be the one locking you away," I said before I covered her lips. Her passion matched my own as she wrapped her arms around my waist. Our tongues quickly invaded the other's mouth.
By the time we backed away, Angie's face was morphed into a euphoric expression.
Leaning back down I whispered into her ear, "Should I give you another massage?"
Her face was already as red as can be as she without any resistance nodded.
Weekly Power Status
-- Power
Ranking 
-- Power
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